Chapter nine

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 "Qinggong, do you believe it? In fact, I still have internal strength, hahahahaha." Anyway, Bai Lang may have been an otaku before traveling through time, but after three years of working in the dental industry, he has gained such skills in talking and dealing with others.

But he is good at it - if he had relied on his fists for everything, he would have been beaten to death long ago.

The Changle Gang is very powerful and has many masters, but on the scene, there may not be any master of any level who will stand up for a mere Yahang below - so if the people from Yahang below offend a master of a certain level, even if the "master" afterwards

"If you were killed by someone from the gang, wouldn't your death be in vain?

Bailang fights with those people. Of course, he doesn't hide the fact that he has kung fu, because he can't hide it, but how high is the kung fu? That can be fought. And most people really don't know and can't see how deep Bai Lang's kung fu is.

Gao, everyone just thinks that he moves quickly and exerts force quickly, and it seems that he can really fight.

However, in this world, kung fu is useless. Kung fu that does not make money can only be a hobby. And everyone also thinks that no matter how high the kung fu is, if you can knock him down with one shot, the "internal strength" and "light kung fu" are just things in martial arts novels and should not be used as such.

Really - we are all adults, and this is the 21st century, not the 1980s, so anyone who still believes in martial arts novels must be an idiot.

Having said this, Bailang also put on a few postures, "Real skill! I won't lie to you." This method can very effectively reduce other people's attention, and everyone will laugh and pass.

Even if he saves people, the travel schedule will still not be delayed - everyone comes to Japan for fun, and they will not waste time trying to save people. Even Bailang himself did not think it was a big deal until later when Japanese reporters

Come to your door...

"Are you looking for me?" Bai Lang looked at the two reporters in front of him, a man and a woman. They spoke fluent Chinese - that's because they are Chinese, and they are reporters from the Overseas Chinese Newspaper. "Mr. Bai, we are here to find you.

I want to interview you about saving people..." The male reporter said the first sentence, but immediately the female reporter asked, "Is it really kung fu? We saw the surveillance, it was so fast!

"

Dealing with reporters is much more troublesome than dealing with group members, but Bailang still does a good job. Anyway, these two people don't have the ability to let him practice. He just needs to try to lead the topic to the moral standards that represent the Chinese people -

-This is a good thing in the first place. The Japanese don’t do many such acts of rescuing people.

After finally dealing with these two reporters, Bai Lang finally had time to practice Zhou Tian again - this is considered a quiet skill. "It seems that there are no good things in this world except for giving me time to practice?" Although I feel that

The so-called voice is very deceptive, but he really discovered that Yuyu can travel through time and space, and Bai Lang also has some ideas - it's not like he hasn't read the so-called Infinite Literature. To be honest, three years have passed, and he can still vaguely remember it.

Quite a few.

Compared with the world he lives in, this modern society is more "fantasy". The internal energy flowing in his body can prove it. So, can he reveal the situation of "that world" to the people here, and even reveal his kung fu?

To teach it and make a profit? To be honest, Bai Lang doesn't want to try it. With a small body like his, I'm afraid he won't be able to handle it by himself if something goes wrong.

And he can't just be sure that there is absolutely no so-called "internal strength" in this world. He is just an "ordinary person" who has participated in a tour group. He has a blind eye to the "reality" behind the veil of this world, and he has no idea about anything.

I don’t know - so it’s true to make a fortune silently. Even if you don’t get any benefits, the ten years of practice is already the biggest benefit.

That's how it was when traveling to Japan. Soon it was time to return to China. Looking at the address on his passport and ID card that he had no memory of, Bai Lang also smiled bitterly, "I don't even know where I work, don't even look in my wallet."

I have a bank card, but I’m paralyzed and don’t even know the password...Does this identity have parents? Does it have other relatives and friends? I don’t know any of this! How can I get away with it now?”

Fortunately, there are still benefits to this time travel. At least after Bailang returned, he found that he was the only one living in the house. After rummaging through the boxes, he finally found the household registration book and found that he was the only one. That was very good. As for relatives and friends? Then

No, it doesn't matter where you work. Anyway, Bailang will stay for ten years.

The best way is to sell the house and use the money to live in this world for ten years. Just do it, Bailang sold the house in the shortest time, and then found a bank depository for his household registration and other documents.

I rented a suitcase and put it away, and then I went to travel around the world.

This is how he practiced martial arts. He only brought his mobile phone and laptop with him. Anyway, the money from selling the house was enough for him to stay in hotels everywhere. "Well, those three high school students actually sent emails, which is not bad. Let

Let me take a look. Although there are many grammatical errors, I can finally understand it."

The first place Bailang went to was the northwest. No one recognized him in this place. Practicing martial arts in this place is indeed much smoother than in a bustling city. Bailang's mind has become purer now. At the beginning, he really had

Fascinated by the modern prosperity, I relaxed a little, but now in the bitter cold land of the northwest, I suddenly went back to the time when I practiced martial arts hard in the past.

Every day before dawn, he starts practicing the Thirty-two Ways of Changquan. At sunrise, he collects the first ray of purple energy and turns it into essence to swim in the meridians. Every movement and stillness is purely for the joy of practicing martial arts. Although in this world,

Food does not seem to have the benefit of being rich in vitality and replenishing the true energy, but it has the function of replenishing the depleted blood energy, and as long as you have money, you can eat meat as you like.

Bailang's current martial arts cultivation level has not yet reached the level of directly absorbing the vitality of heaven and earth and turning it into essence. He still needs to eat a lot of blood-replenishing food to maintain consumption. If one day he can open up the two meridians of Ren and Du and become the bridge between heaven and earth.

, maybe you don’t need to be such a big-bellied guy.

Bailang now lives in a county town in the northwest. He rents a bungalow with water, electricity, coal, and access to the Internet. On weekdays, he just works hard to improve his energy. In addition to going to the market every day to buy a lot of meat.

Apart from that, I don’t have much interaction with other people.

Only occasionally Bailang would relax a little, that is, surf the Internet or go shopping. This place is a popular place for donkey glue. Although he doesn't like this sect very much, Bailang has no intention of interfering with others, but he does not interfere with others.

It doesn't mean that others won't interfere with him...

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